[Mrs. Don-o]

What wonderful things you say, and how well you say them!

He did indeed pull my fat from the fire.

After all the heparin ports, catheters and stuff were removed, there was blessedly little evidence of damage except some scabby-crusty patches on my scalp, an odd pattern on my forehead (which has now disappeared) and a bitty scar in my neck. Since I am not a tattoo-type person, I'm not going to make it the center of a post-op petunia.

I did see a tattoo once, that to me said it all: "He loved me at my darkest."

I've gotta keep thinking about it so the lesson will not have been in vain.

[Grateful2God]

"and a bitty scar in my neck."

Whenever you look in the mirror and see that little scar, you can say a prayer for that nurse! Maybe God put you two together because she needs prayers! 💖